Leo was bent over, his hands and legs spread across Chris's bed as the boy eased his cock into his father's eager ass, filling him in one full thrust. He paused, long enough to lean down and place a kiss across Leo's cheek and whisper into his ear a few words that he knew would make Leo's body beg.

"I'm going to fuck you so good that you'll be worshiping your own cock for giving me life."

"I'm going to need proof of that," he panted out as he slowly began rocking back and forth onto the intrusion.

"Proof that I'm going to make you cum without touching yourself, or proof that I think that, if you wanted, you could bend enough to wrap those pretty lips of yours around your cock and swallow the cum that I'm going to fuck out of you?"

"While that second one sounds fun, creative, and interesting, let's start with the first one. Maybe part 2 can be the act we perform for the boys," he teased.

"Awful lot of talking, Dad, not enough fucking." He increased the pace, thrusting harder to emphasize his point and simultaneously prove his original point.

"I was about to-oh mother of-say the same thing," he moaned out as Chris hit that sweet spot buried deep inside him that he loved getting pounded.

His only response was to grunt as he grabbed Leo's shoulders and pulled him back, impaling him on his cock. His lips met the glistening skin of Leo's back, pressing kisses against him. Leo's moans filled the room, groaning out in bliss as he balanced himself below the powerful thrusts.

"Shhh, Dad, you don't want to be interrupted like this, do you? Especially not when you are on your knees and moaning because you've got a cock up your ass, let alone your baby boy's dick."

"'Baby boy.' I like that. Come on Baby Boy, give Daddy that dick. Pound papa's pussy." The words fluttered from Leo's lips as he snaked a hand between his thighs, past his cock, and grasped Chris's balls. He rubbed them between his fingers, the touch making Chris increase his thrusts until Leo was face-first into the pillows, biting them as he whimpered and groaned.

"Baby boy knows how to give it, huh Daddy?"

"God, yes he does!"

Chris's hands crushed against Leo's hips, hard enough to bruise if they were left alone. He leaned down, pressing his lips against all the skin he could, back, neck, lips, and then grasped his nipples. With a few twists Leo came, cum splashing across the sheets. In a final move to make Chris climax, he clenched, squeezing his hole around the hard cock that filled him, milking the cum out of his son until they both lay across the bed, sticking together and tasting each other.

Leo licked his load from the sheets, filling his mouth with his own seed before sharing it with Chris. "How does it taste, the seed that made you?"

"Delicious, daddy." With that, he dove down to Leo's softening cock, licking from the base to the tip, swallowing all of the cum that was left. His lips wrapped around the head, sucking out any that was left until letting it slip with an obscene pop.

"Damn, boy. You know how to work everything."

"I think it's a family trait," Wyatt interrupted. Both men were caught off guard, but smiled as soon as they looked at him, his long hair covering more skin than the tight black bikini-briefs he wore.

"Well, hello son. How was your day?" Leo questioned, sliding a hand from his nipple to his cock and waving it at him.

"Oh, same old shit. Vanquished a demon and then pounded Uncle Henry until he ripped a pillow open."

"That's my boy!"

"Yeah, but that was this morning and I've got another load churning up and it's got your name all over it, Dad."

Leo smiled up at his elder son as the younger one began licking his balls. "Well, I've got one son's load up my ass. Why not go for a double?"

"Well, since it's Chris's first time being welcomed into the family fucks I think it's his decision whether he wants you to be spoiled ever more."

"Watch you fuck dad? Hell yeah." With that, he grasped his older brother's crotch, stroking the sleeping beast from its rest. Wyatt looked down, smiling as Chris peeled his underwear down, releasing his cock from its confines. A few licks and Wyatt was tugging Chris's hair as he fed more of it into his mouth, letting his brother enjoy his first taste.

"You know, baby brother, if you keep that up then Dad won't get his fun."

With a whine, Chris stopped what he was doing and eased back until he rested against the headboard, his father between his thighs with his legs spread open to Wyatt.

"Now, I know you don't need any preparation, Dad, but I can't fuck you without first getting a taste of your ass and his cum."

Leo spread his legs farther, presenting his leaking hole to Wyatt who crawled on his elbows until his tongue met his father's hole, licking him open until he was giggling and moaning.

"Wyatt! Now! Now now!" Barely capable of words, Leo was panting like a bitch in heat, begging until Wyatt finally entered him, stretching him just that little bit more than Chris had, making him moan slightly louder, squeeze the sheets a little harder. Chris slid Leo down, pulling his legs open and up so that Wyatt could get a really good position to go as deep as he could thrust. His hands were each like a cuff, holding his legs widespread and in the air.

"Oh. Holy. God. Fuck. Fuck. Harder!" The only words that Leo were capable of were all it took for Chris's cock to leap to attention once more. He slowly managed to move around his moaning father until his knees were on either side of his head, his cock poised over Leo's lips.

Tightening his grip, Chris lowered the head into Leo's plump lips, raising his ass higher into the air. Wyatt's hands began slapping it, squeezing it, Leo's breath hitching as he was taken from both ends.

Wyatt smiled at Chris, their eyes meeting. "I'm about to blow, baby brother. How about you?"

"Few more minutes. Few. More. God, where did he learn to use his tongue like that?"

"I taught him a few tricks. Isn't that right Dad?" He stroked his father's cock in time with his thrust before leaning down to whisper to him. "Treat him to the second thing I taught you. I want to shoot at the same time."

At Wyatt's command, Leo's hand crept back to his youngest son's ass, a finger slipping between his cheeks and slowly entering his smooth ass, twisting inside him.

"Good god! Daddy! Fuck. Wyatt! Wyatt, now!" He panted out, his balls tingling as his father fingered and blew him. Within seconds of each other the boys came, Wyatt filling Leo's ass to the brim, cum spilling out, while Chris painted his father's face in his cum.

Leo was the last to shoot, spraying across his chest and Wyatt's mouth as he bent down to swallow it. The boys ended up on either side of their father, kissing him and each other before looking at the mess they'd created.

"Well, that is going to take some cleaning." Chris's sheets were stained with cum and sweat, as were their clothes. Downstairs they heard the door open and Piper's voice.

"Shit, your mom's home. She can't see us like this, and we can't wear these. They stink of sex." Leo held their clothes up.

"I can be of assistance," Chris said. He went to his dresser, opening a drawer. "Mom catching us naked is a bad idea, however, I can get you out of here with underwear on, boys." He came back to bed with 3 pairs of underwear, laying them between them all. "Pick your poison."

Leo was the first to grab, coming back with a pair of green and black striped briefs that he slid up his thighs. "A little tight, aren't they?" He teased, adjusting his cock and showing off his ass.

Wyatt grabbed the only boxer-briefs, black with red stitching, which left Chris with a pair of bright blue briefs.

"I've seen those... Chris! You stole my underwear?" Leo teased, pulling them over his son's crotch.

"I couldn't help it, Daddy." He said with a wink, pressing a kiss to his lips. "I saw them and knew that I needed to keep them near me."

"Well, they look better on you, that's for sure."

"True. You look best with no underwear," Wyatt teased, getting his own kiss. "Now, to our rooms. I can hear Mom on the stairs."

Wyatt and Leo each orbed out, leaving Chris with his stained bedding and all their clothes. He quickly pulled the sheets off, wrapping their clothes up in it and tossed it into the closet so he could wash it later. Just in time, too, as his mother entered and told him it was time for dinner.

"Be there in a second," he said, smiling as she walked away, none the wiser. Before leaving he reached into the mess and came back with two items, Wyatt's cum-stained bikini-briefs and Leo's blue briefs. He pocketed the items, vowing to return them. Sometime. Not tonight, but sometime soon, before going down to a dinner with his aunts and their families.